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What the absolute f**k was that?
This couldn't be more awkward. Zandia, the head enforcer of the Shifter Council, sat across the table, her attention focused on me. My assistant and right hand male sat at the table with us, drinking beer faster than he could handle. When I'd stepped into her local office last month, neither of us could have known how far this would go. I didn't regret standing up for Graham or being the only reason he was happily mated now, but Zandia's antics were pissing me off.
"Planning on sitting here all night? I've never seen you stay in one place this long before." Lifting my beer, I took a swig and set it down like her presence wasn't dredging up painful memories.
"Does my presence bother you?" Her gaze remained focused on me, not drifting a fraction despite
